They said that of course the soul could not be seen
but mine was translucent white
exuding a gentle light
nestled there deep within my being
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With whispered sins in a dark wood box....Thanks for sharing with us...
A kind of confessional box I believe, (could it now be pandora's box?) A really good piece of work.
Great poem, short, meaningful and poignant. Just had to read it once again. RoseAnn
Terrific poem yes I remember the fortnightly trip to cleanse my soul of childhood sin well done beautifully written
Very original thought, I like it's poetical ideal. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
a brilliant idea and style, a short but wonderful poem. loved it.
They said that of course the soul could not be seen but mine was translucent white exuding a gentle light nestled there deep within my being..a beautiful vision of the soul in light residing in your innermost recess. fine poem.. repenting..... will make it more dwell in light........ thank u dear poet. tony